drunk thought

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too bad it's the middle of june
and my Christmas lights are still up.
for once I'm sober, but you're still on my mind

you're no longer a drunk thought.
I thought you would go away when the vodka did, or the jack daniels, or even the Jose Cuervo; but all the alcohol is gone and the thought of you is as stong as the first sip of grey
goose.

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